general petraeus gets to his feet from his office chair, bumping it slightly and nervously laughing

'corporal kickarse sir,' said corporal kickarse, saluting...

'at ease, at ease kickarse... i was just reading this press release: Spring offensive starts now... looks a little disturbing...' said Petraeus....

'sir i've been thinking we need to stop pushing the Scandanavian line of products... a lot of Taliban i've spoken to said they don't need the Huskva soap holder and just want the frickin' infidels out of their country.... sir why are we representing Scandanavia to them?'

'Scandanavia? Scandanavia?' the notion set off a light bulb in Petraeus' head.... Scandanavia... Norway... the Norwegian Pearl! It was a giant cruise ship.... 'i've got it!' said Petraeus.... 'a cruise!'

'a cruise?' asked corporal kickarse...

'a cruise ship... instead of bombing people with predator drones, we'll send them on a giant cruise ship as a sign of goodwill...... do unto others! kickarse you're a genius!'

Petraeus immediately picked up his phone to start making some phone calls...